Chapter 607 Intelligence (Genuine in the starting point girls' network, ask for the starting point collection, ask for the starting point recommendation vote)

"The price?" the elder didn't immediately reach for the glass bottle, there was no pie in the sky in this world, and he didn't think that this strange old woman was interested in being a messenger of justice, or was so bored that she would take the girl's life as a price.

"Hehe!" Buyima smiled, "You remember that I am a businessman, yes, everything has a price." ”

After a pause, Buyima's eyes lit up and said, "The conditions you started to put forward are not necessary to recommend the Holy Elder or something, but the sharing of secret techniques can be used as a price, and I am very interested." ”

Looking at the scorching Buyima, the elder frowned, it was not his high-priced and tricky means, "If you become a holy elder and stay in Miaojiang forever, I am willing to use my clan's secret method as an exchange price, and I will offer it with both hands, but if you are not willing to become an elder and stay, the secret method of Miao Jiang will never be passed on, and the secret method must not be passed on to the outside world by my hands." ”

The girl blurted out anxiously: "Uncle!"

The elder glared at the girl sternly, his expression categorical.

Bouima reached out and touched his nose, he was still a respectable old stubborn!

"What if I swear to God that the secret art will be shared with me, and that I will never pass it on?" said Buima tentatively.

The elder laughed at himself in a low voice: "I also swore to God back then, and the secret method of Miao Jiang would never be passed on...... It's not that I don't believe in you, but the world is unpredictable, and I don't believe that there is no absolutely unbroken oath in the world. ”

Meaning refused!

Bouyima sighed and turned to walk towards Chi Yu.

Seeing the glass bottle disappear in front of the wry-smiling Elder, the girl stared blankly at the Elder.

"Who are you?" the elder asked suddenly.

The elder looked dejected, and Buyima spread out his palm, and a glass bottle that had not yet appeared in that era, shaking the turquoise and crystal liquid, appeared in the palm of his hand, rising, floating towards the elder, hanging in front of him. Looking at Buyima, the girl of Chengwang was stunned for a moment, and then banged on the ground with a few handfuls of weeds and sand and gravel sporadically knocked ten loud heads, and then raised her head, the forehead of the original Buyima's tone was flat, and the man who bowed his head slightly Bouyima wanted to shout to stop the girl, but in a hurry, the blood surged, and he vomited blood in one mouth, and he was completely speechless, so he could only stare at the girl anxiously. Standing behind the girl in a daze, he didn't expect the seriousness of the consequences of the whole thing to the point of no return. Looking at the girl, yes, with such courage and responsibility, she is indeed qualified to be Grandma's opponent, and she does have the courage to be the head of a family. Teasing, compared to the bloody battle between humans, this bottle of medicine can not solve your elder's disgraced eyes suddenly lit up, if the girl knows that she has caused a big disaster, things are lost, her entire family will be ruined, if she can bear all the evil consequences alone, she doesn't mind being bruised and scattered. In this way, things don't have to be pierced to the point where the elder will be ten, and you are very discerning! But in the dispute between the juniors, it will not look good if you intervene, and after a few years, the elders are already old, and they have lived enough. The secret art is a good inheritance to stop the continuous loss of your magic power, and the time of the backlash is insignificant after ten years, but she just happened to be interested and intervened, she doesn't want to judge right and wrong, she is not interested in being a god in the human world who rewards good and punishes evil. Ben's delicate skin was covered with bloody bruises that had been scraped out. Defeated, he has nothing to say.